Chapter 607 His sword is very fast
Song Dajiu was invited by a group of drunkards from the Xuantian Sword Sect. His real name was Song Dajiu, and his nickname was Hai Zhilan. No one knew that "Hai Zhilan" What does "blue" mean? According to him, the best wine in the world must be blue when the best wine in the world gathers to form a sea.
No one doubted his statement, because no one could drink from him. It is said that this man lived for 168 years and never drank a drop of water in his life. His most glorious achievement was gambling with seven people. , drank for nine months in a row, and came back with a great victory!
However, after the gambling with Xin Zhuo, he was so arrogant and arrogant that he couldn't help himself. At this time, he was drunk. He was so drunk that he looked up to the sky and shouted: "It turns out that I am useless at all." , life... is too hard!”
Lie on the table and fall asleep.
Xin Zhuo, who was sitting across from him, stood up without blushing or panting, and walked out of the dilapidated small wine shop with steady steps.
Thousands of people standing outside watched all this dryly. They looked inside the house and then at Xin Zhuo, feeling confused and confused.
The two of them only drank for an hour, which was far from reaching the amount of Song Dachang. Why was Song Dachang so drunk?
Why does Xin Zhuo have so much free time?
This is not right!
A true disciple of the sect who was fond of drinking couldn't hold it in anymore. He jumped out and blocked Xin Zhuo's path. He took a deep breath and said, "Junior brother Xin, I don't understand!"
"We don't understand either!"
Hundreds of wine-loving people from all directions also spoke out at the same time.
The true disciple who spoke first was even extremely troubled and said: "I have fought with Song Dachang before, and he definitely has more than this drinking capacity!"
Xin Zhuo stopped and looked at everyone. , said: "Wine goes hand in hand with the heart. Without wine, people will get drunk. Without wine, everyone will get drunk. If a person does nothing in his life and can only drink, he will be useless to heaven and earth, useless to people. He has no parents, no wife, no children, no When will you be waiting for drunkenness?”
A group of drunkards were even more confused. Someone asked: "What then?"
"Then, he and I drank mixed wine, rice wine, wine, multigrain fermented rice wine, one-step pour, half-step pour and sweet wine! Drinking is You can’t drink anything mixed with alcohol!”
“Then why aren’t you drunk?”
“I just took a few sips of sweet wine. This guy is very good at drinking wine.”< br>
Xin Zhuo has walked away.
"Uh...bastard...can you still do this?" A group of drunkards couldn't help but cursed.
“Song Dazong’s love of drinking actually stems from low self-esteem and escaping from reality. Brother Xin listed the ten useless things in Song Dazong’s life. It can be said that every word is heart-breaking, every sentence attacks the heart, plus ten kinds of wine. Mixed, Song Dasong was confused, and it was hard not to get drunk. Is there ever such a tall and witty man like Senior Brother Xin in the world?"
In the crowd, Jiang Yuwei sighed.
A group of fellow disciples and sisters couldn't help but look at each other. Isn't this... Xin Zhuo cunning?
……
"If wine is not intoxicating, everyone will get drunk!"
In the cliff cave in the distance, Shen Huansha and Bai Zong sighed with emotion, as if their thoughts were also touched.
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"Wine goes hand in hand with the heart, and even those who don't have it will be drunk!"
In the Sword Lord's Palace, Master Liu Qingfeng waved his broad robe and sleeves and considered it. After a while, he sighed and said: "My disciple is so witty. This sentence alone is worthy of being called a wine emperor!"
The corners of the mouths of several elders twitched, and the third elder Ma Feng couldn't help but said: "Elder brother, there is no wine emperor in the world!"
Liu Qingfeng ignored it and waved his hand to the fourth disciple Wang Hui: "Bring this line to a halt Write it down, frame it, and hang it in your study!"
"Yes!" Wang Hui nodded, "Huh?"
...
The wind in the Black Valley seems to have turned black.
In the third game of gambling, the thirteen brothers of the Black Forest are either as tall as a black bear, or have a deer head and rat eyes, or are full of fat and greasy heads...
All of them have despicable faces and expressions.
At this moment, holding the mace, nail hammer, ring-headed knife, and Fangtian painted halberd, showing the trend of killing with ten consecutive stars, the extremely yang energy is spinning and rolling, and the ugliness and face of the body are The ferocious smile on his face also formed a black storm of violence!
Although these people are only at the second level of Yangshi Sea Realm, and even this realm does not come from their own talents, but from practicing some evil skills, but this formation of thirteen people working together, It is enough to intimidate any master of Yangshi's second-level sea realm and challenge Yangshi's third-level sea. In contrast, Xin Zhuo, who was standing opposite with his hands behind his hands and his clothes fluttering, seemed somewhat alone.
Thousands of people watching from all directions were still watching intently at this moment. They all said that the youngest true disciple of the Standing Sword Peak had such an unparalleled act that he broke through the ninth floor of the True Sun Tower and once defeated seventy-one people in a single battle. , but what the combat power is, I haven’t seen it with my own eyes. To be honest, it’s difficult to have a specific image.
“I heard from the senior brother who was defeated by Junior Brother Xin in the True Yang Tower that day that Junior Brother Xin attacked first by surprise, so it’s hard to say how powerful he is!”
Someone committed suicide. I think it's a reasonable guess.
"That's right!"
Someone echoed: "If more than seventy people have reached the end of their strength and use strange secret techniques to sneak attack, plus Zhao Yizhu, Jia Sanquan and Gongsun Li are there, With support from the side, you can indeed win with one!
It's just that the Thirteen Black Forest Brothers' formation siege technique is notoriously difficult to deal with. It is said that senior brother Yang Shi tried it when he was in the second sea. The result was a draw after seventy-three rounds. This was already Alarmed the sect! "
"Of course, the thirteen brothers of Heilin have learned the ancient secret technique of killing, and their master once said that it is very good. To say the least, if they are just people who are just trying to gain fame, how can they do it in the world? I, the Xuantian Sword Sect, stand firm and serve as a tribute to the four major gambling trials in Black Valley? "Another person said.
On the other side, Jiang Yuwei's waist-length hair swayed in the wind, a pair of beautiful eyes showed a hint of worry, and she said softly: "Senior Sister Gu's level of talent is second only to the nine next palms. When choosing a teacher, Yang Shi was also defeated when he was in the Second Sea. Senior Brother Xin..."
A junior sister on the side whispered: "Just take a look, senior sister, why are you..."
Words Before he finished speaking, the eldest of the thirteen brothers in the Black Forest said in a loud voice: "Xin Zhuo, I heard that you defeated Song Da Chongfeng and Lao Yang, but that was just a trick played between girls. My brother is waiting. People are real swords Real guns are a real thing. In the past, all the disciples of the sect have come to try it. There are only a few winners, and there are countless losers. There are even some ignorant people who vomited three liters of blood and have not shown up yet. You should pay attention! ”
"Choke——"
Suddenly, a harsh sword sound streaked across the sky.
Xin Zhuo's figure has arrived behind the thirteen brothers of Black Forest.
And the ferocious Thirteen Black Forest Brothers have been flying upside down, like a goddess scattering flowers, falling in all directions. They are in mid-air, and their torn robes have been torn, revealing a belly of heart-protecting hair, and their mouths are full of each other. A trace of blood spurted out.
The swords, guns, sticks, hammers and other famous weapons in his hands were like ownerless things, and they fell to the ground with a clang.
"Buzz——"
The terrifying aura of extreme sun fighting finally swayed away, blowing up a gust of wind.
A strange frost spread over a fifty-foot radius.
The scene suddenly became terrifyingly quiet.
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Among the thousands of people watching from all directions, except for a very few advanced people, no one could even realize how this scene happened.
I couldn't help but move my neck slowly, looking at the thirteen black forest brothers who fell to the ground in a mess and couldn't get up. Then I looked at Xin Zhuo opposite, who couldn't turn a corner.
He is still tall and tall, the black sheathed sword with moiré pattern beside his waist is still in the sheath, and his long hair is flying together with his white robe.
No one saw how he drew his sword!
But he did throw a sword.
Clean, sharp and majestic!
"Next time you fight with someone, remember to talk less!"
Xin Zhuo warned sincerely and walked towards the only colorful building in the black valley in the distance - Wenwen Township!
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“What a fast sword!”
"The innate sword technique is far beyond the third level! Uncle Liu Qingfeng's secret killer sword technique that has not been passed down!"
"This Xin Zhuo is definitely better than us who were in the Yang Reality Realm back then! ”
In the cliff cave, Shen Huansha and the other eight looked at each other speechlessly.
(End of this chapter)